Suddenly, a commotion alarmed Dawala, who looked up and saw a large crowd of soldiers surrounding the entrance of the school yard, and the soldiers on the periphery were still pouring into the circle. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

A faint scent reached Dawala's nose, fragrant, familiar, and excited.

Dawala walked over, only to see a small stall outside the school door, a trough made of iron sheets, charcoal burning in the trough, the trough was blocked by thin strips of iron, and on the top of the iron sheet were strings of meat skewered with bamboo branches, and bottles of spices were placed next to it, and the skewered meat was roasted, and the Han people sprinkled spices, and a few words were posted on the outside of the iron sheet: a string of meat, a glass of wine.

A very strong scent, with the wind wafting Davara, a feeling that is both familiar and unfamiliar.

The glass of wine is very small, if according to Dawala's meaning, it is okay to change a Yang bowl, such a small cup, it is simply used by the Han people to fill face, but the aroma of the meat and the aroma of the liquor are mixed together, which makes Dawala stunned.

"How can you let the Han people into the village." Dawala is a more cautious person, which is why he was sent to Sanduozhai as a hundred households.

The soldier next to you pushed me to hide, but no one spoke, so Dawala had to ask again, "Who let him in?" ”

At this time, a soldier in his forties mustered up his courage and said, "My lord, this is a stupid boy, but the things taste good, and the little ones don't have anything to eat in with the brothers and adults, so I let him in, and if the adults don't agree, the little ones will immediately drive him out." ”

"What silly boy?" Dawala looked at the Han man a little strangely.

It was still the soldier just now, and replied: "This Han man doesn't talk much, but he is not dumb, and he can't answer when asked, but the things taste really good." ”

"Didn't you ask where he was from?" Dawala was a little angry.

The soldier returned, and said, "The villain asked, but the stupid boy couldn't say clearly, and only said that he was from home." ”

"What's this wine all about?" Dawala looked at the soldier and said that it was all these words, and he probably knew about it, and it was estimated that the soldier guarding the city saw that this person was a little stupid and there was no threat so he let him into the walled gate, looked at the Han man with a confused face, and asked a little strangely: "Why can it only be a string of meat and a glass of wine?" This cup is too small, isn't it? Doesn't it make sense to drink? ”

The Han people replied honestly: "The wine is good, and my father said that he could make more money, so that's it." ”

The man looked a little stunned: "Then how do you buy this meat and this wine?" ”

"One copper plate for meat, one or two copper plates for wine, three copper plates together." The silly boy had eyes and said, "You can't miss a share." ”

Dawala secretly calculated to himself, the meat was cut into small pieces, and the wine was divided into small glasses, and it was really several times more expensive than usual, how could that stupid boy have a father who was so good at business?

Dawala didn't bother to tell him, he just wanted to take the smoking barbecue, but he didn't expect the stupid boy to stop Dawala: "Father said, give the money first." ”

"You," Davara was a little annoyed, how could this stupid boy be so stupid, and I don't know how he managed to survive until now.

"My lord, don't be angry with this stupid boy, try it first, the meat is really good." The soldier who spoke just now hurriedly took out a few large copper plates from his arms and gave them to the stupid boy, and then took a few barbecued meat and handed them to Dawala.

Dawala was also angry in vain, took the barbecue and tasted it carefully, the barbecue was not bad, the heat was just right, and there was a small bottle of spices sprinkled on the barbecue, so that the barbecue tasted stronger and more fragrant, but this silly boy not only roasted the meat well, but also surprised Dawala that the wine was better and stronger, Dawala asked himself to drink a lot, but he had never drunk such a good wine, the wine was very strong, fragrant, but very pure.

"Silly boy, where did you get this wine?" Davara asked in amazement, if he didn't think that this stupid boy who even spoke in a daze could make such a fine wine.

The silly boy thought for a moment before he said, "Don't buy it, my father brews it." ”

Dawala asked, "And where is your father?" ”

"My father is at home." The silly boy still has an eye and a plate when he returns, and he is very correct.

"Where is your home?" Dawala asked patiently, if this man could not roast a good meat and buy a good glass of wine, according to Dawala's idea, he would have been hacked to death.

"My father is at home." The silly boy repeated this sentence as if it were his holy decree.

"You, you're ......" Dawala was slightly angry, "I'm asking where your family lives?" ”

"I live in my father's house."

The silly boy replied well, and Dawala was angry: "Bastard, I'm going to kill you." ”

"Lord Baihu," Sanduozhai Mashi raised Amur is a Semu person, to say that the cruelty to the Han people is not even comparable to the Mongols, but the problem Amur is greedy, and said: "Forget it, this stupid boy's meat is roasted well, and the wine is also very good, you let him go back first, and let people follow behind, don't you know?" ”

Dawala thought about it, it's not bad, isn't it okay to let people follow behind him? So he asked the soldiers to drive him out, and at last sent someone to follow him, so that he could come back tomorrow.

Unexpectedly, it was not until the next day that the soldier came back with the silly boy, and his speech was full of the smell of wine, and when he saw Dawala, he said: "Adult, adult, small, little follow this silly boy to the middle of the night, this boy does not know where to take out a bottle of spirits and drink it, and after drinking half a bottle, he falls asleep, and the little one can't sleep, and he can't waste the remaining half bottle of spirits in vain. ”

"It wasn't until this morning that the silly boy woke up the little one, and the little one found out why the little boy had come back with a burden? The little ones are damned, the little ones didn't complete the tasks of the adults, please punish the adults. ”

"You're damned." Dawala was slightly angry, but he couldn't scold the strong wine when he thought of it, maybe he would run over and finish the wine when he encountered such a situation, so he had to let the tired soldier go down.

I can't imagine that this stupid boy has one more thing besides roast mutton today.

"Father said that this is a burnt bracken nettle pig, and he does not collect treasure money, nor silver, but only ponies." The peddler said earnestly, ignoring Dawala's eyes glaring at him.

A horse can be exchanged for 80 catties of tea, and a good pony can also be exchanged for half, you have a roast pig, and you want to change a pony? If you go on like this, you stupid boy won't make a fortune?

It's a big deal for Lao Tzu to cut off your head, and then snatch it away, this kind of thing Lao Tzu is not a small thing.

"Taste, taste." Just as Dawala was thinking about how to kill the fool by burning the nettle pig, the foolish boy immediately changed his smile and handed him a large piece of the burnt nettle pig when he saw Mashi taking Amur.

"The little pig only eats bracken nettles, precious, precious," the stupid boy who didn't know who taught him: "Wrapped in mud and concocted in a secret fire." ”